Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I know you can't get enough ... don't deny it!

Before I tickle your funny bones with more of my children's mouthiness, I feel the need to explain something.

There were a couple comments yesterday about how people could never ever have said stuff like that in front of their parents.

Hey, me too, kids.

I would never have talked to my parents about sex or my sex life in a million, zillion, quadrillion years.


What I love about my boys is that they do not feel the need to edit just because their mother is there. I learn a lot about them by listening to them talk ... and get a lot of laughs out of it as well.

Plus they are not uptight around me in the way that I am uptight around my parents. It's a free and easy relationship that I cherish. The only problem is when they get a little wild and woolly around the Roo-girl. Her response, though, is usually "Huh? I don't get it."

To which we all respond in unison: "Good."

That being said, I hereby bring you ...

Even MORE from the snowy wilds of the Planet of Janet.

Drama King: I want to try snowboarding next time.

Evil Mother: Only if you want to fall on your butt.

Drama King: I'd wear a butt pad.

Evil Mother: Then you'd fall on your BIG butt.

Drama King: Hey, big butts are the gay man's equivalent of colorful plummage!

Evil Mother: Bwahahahahahaha!

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Drummer Man: My friend put all this Christian rock on my iPod. I don't know why.

Evil Mother: Christian rock?

Drummer Man: *showing he is really a nice Jewish boy again* Well, he knew I'd like the music. I don't listen to the words anyway. It's the music that counts for me.

Wonderhubby: It's got a good beat and you can dance to it. You giving it a 95?

Evil Mother: You're showing your age.

Wonderhubby: Duh. Look at my FACE!!!!!!

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The interplanetary males are unloading the ski equipment on Sunday morning for their last day on the slopes:

Wonderhubby: Grab the Drama King's poles, would you?

Drummer Man: Thanks, but I'll leave that to his boyfriend.

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And so the telling of our weekend ski adventure comes to an end. Tonight is dinner with the Drama King and the new boyfriend. Of course I'll give you all a full report.

You would expect anything less?


karisma said...

Well Im glad to see my kids are not the only ones comfortable enough to talk about anything with their mother!

And finally I got to hear your song! Beautiful, just beautiful. I found myself singing along with you, but my karaoke skills are nowhere near up there with yours. You can sing for me any day! Thank you. I have tears in my eyes.

Around The Funny Farm said...

I'm laughing...

I know all about dinner conversations that go south!

Innocently... go.... SOUTH!

Great post!
:-) Beth

suchsimplepleasures said...

you're family kills me!! hilarious! i love what your sons responses are!!

Kaytabug said...

I LOVE IT! I loved the previous post and I love this one! I think it is a wonderful and beautiful thing that your kids are so open and honest and comfortable around you. I want my 3 boys to be able to say what comes to mind without out censoring it first.

Your family is so funny and witty!

Jenni said...

Oh, I would never talk about sex with my mom either. It really freaks me out that she reads my blog. I tell her to please just refrain from commenting most of the time--both on the blog and in person.

My brother and his wife are crazy, though. My SIL sometimes goes so far that she even embarrasses my brother--all in front of the family, too. I find it all hilarious, but just a bit embarrassing when Mom's around.

Danny's family is very open, though. It used to really freak me out, but I think I've changed over the years because now I occasionally embarrass them.

Jo Beaufoix said...

Hee hee, they all sound fab.

The Rotten Correspondent said...

You guys are your very own sitcom.

Hope the dinner tonight goes great. Not only bringing a boy home to meet Mom, but the night before Valentine's Day to boot!


Hilarious! I love reading these conversations...keep em' coming. I look forward to hearing about the dinner...are you nervous?

Aoj & The Lurchers said...

You know, I think I am just a little bit in loves with your family...they sound so brilliant!

CS said...

One: We are totally open over here, too. I mean, my SEVEN year old caught his baby sitter being born.

Two: Dag, yo, you can SING. I couldn't carry a tune in a bag.

Three: You people crack me right the hell up.

Mr Lady said...

Forgive me while I use your comment section to test a mistake-fixin'....

anglophilefootballfanatic said...

It's like the 00s version of the Partridge Family. You so need a tour bus. Please? And, tell me one of the boys can be a David Cassidy look-alike....or even DK's new boyfriend could??

Joy T. said...

Read this post and the last one and I'm dying here. It's a different world then how we grew up and personally? I love how open my kids are with me. Yes I squirm sometimes, but my motto is "never show fear" and they'll keep opening up and feeling comfortable. My hubby Gregg though? Well he just runs from the room with his hands over his ears.

Canadian flake said...

OMGGGG I sooooooo wish you could hear how loud you make me laugh with these funny stories..I am sure more than once I have actually hurt myself because I was laughing so hard..lmao. Thanks for the

Robinella said...

Very funny! Very witty! I hope my boys will feel this open with us. Mine was an uptight household growing up. Even now, when my sister and I say things, my Mother looks like she needs a hole to hide in! She's so cute as a button though.

Huckdoll said...

I love your convo's, girl! Looking forward to the dinner story!

dawn224 said...

this is like me with my mom... although I'm still scarred by some of the stuff she's said in return :)

Blue Momma said...

Your house sounds like a fun place! I hope my Punkin is as comfortable with me when he is older. I certainly never felt that way with my parents - and still don't.

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